CHAPTER 1 - Home Alone

It's Halloween night 2004 and your parents have left you home alone while they go out to party. 

"I don't want to trick or treat anyway." You think to yourself. "That's kid shit."

You quickly grab a Capri Sun from the fridge.

As you walk back to your room, you grab your backpack off of the couch. 

Suddenly, you remember that you found a mysterious CD on the playground today. 

Back at your room; you kick off your Heelys and begin to rifle through your bag for the strange disk.

Within the deep recesses of your folders, you see a shiny black object. The CD.

"A black cd... like my PlayStation 1 games?" You mutter to yourself.

You grab the disk with your non-Capri Sun-occupied hand, and make your way to your very cool PlayStation 2, and hit the disk tray button.

The lights blink and the tray clicks open. You swap out the copy of Grand Theft Auto San Andreas, the hot new game that came out only 5 days ago, with the dirty blank ps1 game.

You close the tray and turn on your TV. It clicks on and Immediately ROARS with the PS2 start theme, just as you remember how loud your TV was the last time you had it on. 

This horror causes you to scream, as you squeeze your Capri Sun all over your PS2. 

The haunting chords echo through your house. A chilling reminder that you are still alone. 

But just as the game begins to boot, you begin to hear a *POP* *POP* *POP* coming out of your soaked game system. 

The TV begins to *POP* *POP* *POP* as well as the screen starts to warp and spin in a whirlpool of pixels and sound. 

Before you can scream, the TV swallows you whole. 

CHAPTER 2 - Trick

Brown Door. 

That is all you know. That is all there is.

You want to scream, but you can't.
You want to cry, but you can't.
You wish you could go home, but you can't. So instead...

...you just knock on the brown door. 

Almost immediately, a man in a convincingly real skeleton costume leeeaaaannnsss out the door.

"What a great costume. You're here for candy?" He asks. 

You try to scream for help again, but this time all that comes out is "CANDY".

Just then, like a well-oiled machine, he instantly pulls you inside. Drags you across his home and into his strange, sterile kitchen in a flash. 

He throws open the door to a large walk-in freezer and before you is the corpse of a well-dressed, smiling man.

"Help yourself," the skeleton man says to you. 

Unable to run, you look around the shelves for anything you can take that isn't a human being. 

Candy! Perfect! You grab a piece.

"Got yer fill?" the skeleton man cheerfully exclaims.

"Yup!" you find yourself barking back. 

Suddenly, just as you dragged there, you are dragged back. 

Outside.

Back to the brown door.

The Skeleton man stands there proudly with his hands on his hips.

"Have a spooky night!" he says.

Before you could even think about it, you run away as fast as you can.

You don't know where, or how, or why. But you run.

You run until your legs ache, and your lungs burn. 

You run until you can't anymore, and you look up to see

A Brown Door.  


CHAPTER 6 - MEAT

MEAT IS CANDY. CANDY IS MEAT. ̶I̴ ̸L̶O̵V̸E̴ ̵C̴A̶N̵D̷Y̴,̴ ̷S̴O̷ ̷I̵ ̴M̶U̵S̴T̴ ̷L̷O̴V̵E̴ ̸M̵E̷A̶T̵ I NEED MEAT. MORE MEAT, MORE CANDY. MORE CANDY, MORE MEAT. ̶T̸R̴I̸C̶K̸ ̸O̷R̶ ̸T̸R̶E̷E̵E̵A̷A̶A̷T̷ M E A T PLEASE, I'LL TAKE THE MEAT. ALWAYS THE MEAT.

CANDYMEATCANDYMEATCANDYMEATCANDYMEATCANDYMEATCANDYMEAT

̴C̴A̸N̸D̷Y̴M̶E̸A̶T̶C̴A̷N̶D̷Y̵M̶E̸A̴T̸C̴A̷N̵D̶Y̷M̶E̶A̷T̴C̶A̴N̴D̸Y̵M̸E̴A̴T̵C̷A̷N̵D̶Y̴M̵E̸A̷T̷C̶A̴N̷D̷Y̴M̶E̶A̴T̴

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the games good
-Ian GW

I LOVE ITTTTT. I loved the idea y'all pitched initially, n it turned out even better than I imaged :DD